Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over. Wandering, I am lost as I travel along the white cliffs of Dover. Many rivers to cross and it's only my will that keeps me alive. I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5884 | 2019-06-04 16:22:55 | 94.07 | 96% |
| 5326 | 2018-09-29 17:41:49 | 104.66 | 97% |
| 3596 | 2018-04-14 07:46:09 | 89.17 | 96% |
| 3300 | 2018-04-04 18:40:58 | 88.60 | 96% |